Passover started Monday at sundown. This post, meanwhile, started as a reply email to
soundingsea. Her monthly game-night reminder email promised beer, and signed off with "Next year in Jerusalem!"
I'm Reform and we've never kept kosher in my family. We eat shellfish, bacon, some sausage, and milk together with meat. We do not eat pork chops or other slabs of pig; somehow that's treif to us and the other stuff isn't. So there are holes in my Leviticussitude and I don't know if people who are currently off the chometz can have beer. It's not leavened per se, but it has yeast in it, and grains. It's never occurred to me and suddenly I'm dying to know.
Now that "we" are "in" Jerusalem, and doing a (literally) SMASHING job of it I might add, the modern haggadot (pl. of haggadah) -- the things we read out of at a seder -- have to come up with all these figurative interpretations of the traditional concluding wish, "Next year in Jerusalem!" so that it's spiritually and/or culturally inspiring and useful. The Reform haggadot seem to all tie it in with the Messianic Age, which is what Reform and many (most? help me,
springbok1) Conservative Jews believe in, as opposed to an actual Messiah dude just showing up one day. When the Messianic Age arrives, we're all supposed to become more infused with all things good and peaceful and Goddish. ...For those of you just joining us, when the first Christians determined that Jesus was the Messiah to them, "we" (the historical we) said no, he's not, we're gonna keep waiting for the real one. So that's where the ultra-Orthodoxy is still at. The modern ones, I'm not sure about them.
I'm out of stuff to say about this, but
pants_of_doom tells me I am super swell at answering Jew questions, so if you've got any -- or have other shit you feel like saying -- go ahead. If not, please let me know so that I can sic ZOG on you.